Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

On the main road leading to Tiebiguan, there is a narrow pass.

Feng Niang leaned against the back of a magnificent chestnut horse, her tight-fitting black silk outfit perfectly outlining her incredibly hot figure.

The snow-white fox fur collar fluttered gently in the night breeze, further accentuating her snow-white skin and natural allure.

Behind her stood a hundred elite soldiers dressed in flying fish robes, also mounted on horseback, silent as iron.

After that, the scene becomes a bit abstract.

Under the moonlight, countless "cavalrymen" haphazardly made of straw and wood, draped in tattered black cloth, formed a massive army.

As the evening breeze blew, the heads of several scarecrows fell off and rolled in front of Fengniang's horse.

"Giggle giggle..."

Fengniang covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her voice sweet as honey.

"Young master's craftsmanship is truly quite abstract."

"If the noble ladies in the capital saw this, they would probably consider it the latest trend and follow it up."

She raised her binoculars and looked at the chaotic fire dragon in the distance.

The fire dragon, which had been fleeing in their direction, hesitated for a moment before the pass.

It then suddenly whipped its tail, turned around, and fled wildly toward the dark woods to the east.

"They've taken the bait."

Feng Niang's red lips curved into a satisfied smile.

"Young master is truly wicked. First, he used a ten-thousand-man formation to scare Wu Zhong out of his wits, and then he had me lead a team to set up a 'tens of thousands of iron cavalry' here."

"This is pushing someone to their death."

She shifted her slender waist, adjusted to a more comfortable position, and squeezed the horse's belly.

"However... I like it very much."

……

the other side.

Elder Zhao, leading his remaining troops of less than 20,000, was frantically charging towards the nearby woodland to the east.

The sounds of drums and battle cries still seemed to echo in their ears, and every soldier's face was filled with the terror and bewilderment of surviving a catastrophe.

Elder Zhao remained calm.

For Wu Zhong, going mad was not a loss, but rather a relief.

That idiot is only going to cause trouble.

Now, he has personally taken over command.

He admitted that he had underestimated Lin Mo.

That young man was not only cunning, but also unpredictable.

A 10,000-strong infantry formation that could change formation in an instant was unheard of.

But so what?

Elder Zhao's mind raced with calculations.

It's a good thing that the enemy cavalry hasn't caught up.

Once I lead these 20,000 remnants into the forest, the enemy's cavalry will no longer be a threat.

The trees were his best cover.

At that time, although the morale of his 20,000 infantrymen had collapsed, they might still be able to fight a desperate battle with their backs to the wall, thanks to their numerical advantage and the terrain.

Even... a counter-attack!

A hint of hunter's ruthlessness rekindled in Elder Zhao's eyes.

"Hehehe."

"Lin Mo, you are still too young."

"Having won a battle, they want to wipe out the enemy completely, but they don't understand the principle of not pursuing a defeated foe!"

"This forest is the grave of your arrogance!"

"Quickly! All troops, move into the woodland!"

Elder Zhao urged, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.

Under his command, the remnants of the army, as if seeing a lifeline, scrambled and stumbled towards the darkness that represented hope.

However, the moment the first batch of soldiers stepped onto the edge of the woodland...

"boom!!!!!!"

A deafening roar, more terrifying than any explosion before, erupted!

A huge cloud of fire, mixed with mud and wood debris, shot into the sky, turning half the night sky a ghastly orange-red.

A terrifying shockwave swept out, and the hundreds of soldiers at the forefront were torn into flying pieces of flesh and blood before they could even scream.

Elder Zhao's warhorse let out a mournful cry and was overturned to the ground by the shockwave.

He himself did a somersault in the air and landed steadily, but his unchanging zombie face was now covered with cracks.

He stared in disbelief at the sight before him.

The woodland... and it was buried outside the woodland too?!

This is not over yet!

Boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom boom boom!

A series of explosions, like firecrackers being lit, rang out from all directions of the woodland.

It rose and fell, one after another, without end.

The entire edge of the woodland had become an erupting volcano, a purgatory of flames and death.

"Aaaaaah!!"

"It's lightning! It's lightning! We've angered the mountain god!"

"I don't want to die! Mother! I want to go home!"

The already broken soldiers, after experiencing a hellish massacre and witnessing their commander having his heart ripped out in public, were now subjected to this devastating explosion, and their psychological defenses were completely shattered.

With a "thump," someone dropped their weapon, knelt on the ground, and wailed loudly.

The man went completely mad, running around like a headless fly, uttering incomprehensible screams.

"Hold on! Form ranks!"

Elder Zhao snapped out of his shock, gathered his inner strength, and let out a roar, attempting to regain control of the situation.

"Beat the drums! Messenger! Beat the drums to gather the troops!"

"Thump! Thump-thump! Thump!"

The guard responsible for relaying the order instinctively struck the war drum.

However, the drumbeats that symbolized the rallying cry became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

The soldiers, still in shock, heard the drumbeats and mistook them for another explosion, which terrified them.

"It exploded again! It exploded again!"

"Run!!"

The formation, which had been barely held together, instantly erupted into chaos.

The soldiers cried out, pushed and shoved, and fled in all directions, creating complete chaos.

"Stay calm! All of you, stay calm for me!"

Elder Zhao's eyes were bloodshot as he channeled his inner strength and roared in a booming voice.

"Maintain formation! Form a defensive array! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

However, it was no use.

His voice was drowned out by the deafening chaos, unable to even stir a ripple.

He watched helplessly as his newly assembled army degenerated from a defeated force into a bunch of irrational animals who only knew how to flee for their lives in just a few dozen breaths.

Elder Zhao's heart sank inch by inch into the icy sea.

He got it.

Why didn't those cavalrymen pursue them?

The purpose was to lead him down the path to death in the woods without firing a single shot.

This is the burial place that Lin Mo meticulously prepared for them...

……

The woodland not far away was dark and quiet.

Three thousand heavily armored cavalrymen, along with their warhorses, vanished silently into the darkness like a solidified forest of steel.

Lin Mo sat atop a magnificent black warhorse, leisurely playing with the concentric mirror at his waist.

In the mirror, Qin Ruxue's strikingly beautiful face showed a hint of worry.

"Over there with you..."

"Don't worry, the fish is in the net, get ready to reel it in."

Lin Mo chuckled softly and cut off the communication.

He looked up and, through the gaps in the trees, watched the dramatic collapse unfold outside.

The explosion was a spectacular display of light.

The system notification sounds are very pleasant.

Looking at the group of "experience packs" outside who were now in complete chaos and scattering in all directions, Lin Mo slowly raised his right hand and then clenched it tightly.

"Harvest".

"Leave no one alive."